Moving Your Heart Away

Moving Your Heart Away 2

I opened the door to my house, and then I slammed it hard making sure everyone heard me. I was

angry that I had to move to a new place and I could not care less about what they (my family)

thought. However, secretly inside I was happy because I do not ever want to face those traitors that I

used to call friends ever again.

"Pandora, the next time you slam that door, I will make sure that you will suffer just as that poor door

has suffered, and don't underestimate ME." warned mom.

"What's with the big fuss? I know you do not want to move but you have too. I mean we all have to

do something we do not like sometime in our lives, and well this is yours. Especially with all the

drama that's been happening around here, you should be thankful we are moving." said my kid

brother with an evil little smile.

"Shut up, you perverted doll lover!" I yelled at my brother.

He turned around and faced me. There was no ands or buts about it, he was mad. He ran toward

me like a speeding bullet. There was no stopping him. He was like a bull that saw the color red for

the first time. He was dangerous. I ran upstairs to my room as fast as I could. I rushed into my

bedroom closing the door as fast as I could, and then locking it. I then got Jordan's favorite plush

toy that I stole from his bedroom from my drawer, which he absolutely adored, and then I grabbed a

scissor. I unlocked the door, and opened it only to find him standing there with an angry look in his

eyes. I then showed him his toy. He gasped, I laughed hysterically. I than told him, "Jordan if you do

not want to see your doll without its head attached to its body then you better knock off the chasing,

tackling, and anything that will cause me any physical harm or pain."

He stood their not saying anything for a couple of minutes with a confused look upon his face. It

took all the strength I had not to laugh. He than looked up at me and said, "Pandora, you have

yourself a deal. However, I must warn you not to steal anything from me ever again because you will

regret it. Now the doll, please."

I nodded, and gave him the doll and he then started to leave. Then when he was just about to go down

the stairs I yelled, "Don't mess with me either because it is not just your toys that I can use to

threaten you!"

He looked at me and he gave me the death glare. Just when he was about to walk toward me I closed

the door and started laughing. I then proceeded to look at my room. It was empty with only a few

things, everything else was already stored in hundreds of boxes downstairs.

I yawned, and then grabbed an old blanket across the room. I then sat down on the cold floor. I took

the blanket and covered every inch on my body. I gently put my head on the wooden floor, and I

slowly went into a deep sleep.